Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 189: NSFW 4
Yu Xi kissed lower, over the taut muscles of Jian Ci’s abdomen. His own cock was aching, leaking into his boxers, but this was about Jian Ci now. He nuzzled the hard line of Jian Ci’s erection straining against his trousers, breathing in his musky, male scent. He palmed him through the fabric, a firm, knowing stroke.
Jian Ci cried out, his hips bucking up into the touch.
"Gege, do you want my hand on your cock?" Yu Xi murmured, his breath hot through the material. " Do you want me to fucking touch you?" Jian Ci expression said everything he needed to know. The best he could get out of Jian Ci in the state was a nod at times him called his name.
Yu Xi’s smirk returned. He made quick work of the button and zipper, the sound loud in the quiet room. He slid his hand inside, past the waistband of Jian Ci’s boxers, and his fingers wrapped around the hot, hard length of him. Jian Ci was thick and heavy in his hand, velvet over steel. A bead of wetness already seeped from the tip.
Jian Ci groaned, long and low, his eyes squeezing shut.
Yu Xi leaned up and captured his mouth again in a deep, filthy kiss as he began to stroke him, his fist moving in a tight, steady rhythm. He swirled his thumb over the slick head, spreading the precum, relishing the way Jian Ci trembled beneath him, his kisses becoming sloppy and desperate.
He broke the kiss, a thread of saliva connecting their mouths.
"You feel so good in my hand," Yu Xi breathed against his lips. "So hard for me. I want to taste you, gege."
He moved down Jian Ci’s body. He didn’t hesitate. He licked a broad, wet stripe from the base of Jian Ci’s cock right up to the flared head, tasting salt and skin and pure, male arousal.
Jian Ci’s shout was raw. His hands fisted in the sheets.
Yu Xi took him into his mouth, sinking down slowly, his tongue flattening against the throbbing vein underneath. He relaxed his throat, taking him deeper, inch by inch, until his nose brushed the base. Jian Ci was massive, stretching his lips, filling his mouth completely. Yu Xi’s eyes watered, but he held there, humming around the shaft, the vibration making Jian Ci jerk.
Yu Xi began to move, building a rhythm. Up and down, his tongue working the sensitive underside, his lips tight. He reached up to cup Jian Ci’s balls, rolling them gently in his hand. He could feel Jian Ci’s thighs shaking on either side of his head, could hear the broken, ragged pants above him.
The golden and violet threads in the air were a frenzied dance now, mirroring the building tension in Jian Ci’s body. Yu Xi picked up the pace, sucking harder, taking him deep with every downward stroke. He wanted to choke on him. He wanted to drink him down.
Jian Ci’s control shattered. His hand flew to the back of Yu Xi’s head, fingers tangling in his hair. He didn’t force him down, but the pressure was a plea, a demand.
Yu Xi redoubled his efforts, swallowing around him, hollowing his cheeks. That was all it took.
Jian Ci convulsed, his entire body bowing off the bed as a broken, guttural groan was ripped from his throat. Hot, salty pulses flooded Yu Xi’s mouth. He swallowed, again and again, milking every last drop, until Jian Ci was spent, collapsing back onto the mattress, trembling.
Yu Xi pulled off with a soft, wet pop. He licked his lips, catching the last traces, his own chin slick. He looked up the length of Jian Ci’s body.
Jian Ci was utterly wrecked. Chest heaving, eyes glazed and unfocused, a sheen of sweat on his skin. The violet threads of his power had gone lax, gently intertwined with Yu Xi’s gold, pulsing with a contented glow.
Staring at that dazed, satisfied expression, Yu Xi felt a fresh, vicious spike of desire. He crawled back up the bed, leaning over Jian Ci. He licked the corner of his own lips, a slow, deliberate swipe.
"That," Yu Xi said, his voice rough from use, "was just the starter."
He ground his own partially clothed, painfully hard cock against Jian Ci’s hip, letting him feel exactly what was next.
"The real fun is about to begin."
Moments later...
Jian Ci’s hands were everywhere, desperate and hungry, mapping the planes of Yu Xi’s back through his shirt.
"Xi Xi," he breathed against his neck, the name a plea and a promise. His own control was a fraying thread, his chaotic power surging in time with his heartbeat.
"I know, I know," Yu Xi murmured, his voice a low, steady counterpoint to Jian Ci’s feverish energy. He shifted, his movements fluid and sure, as he took of Jian Ci’s pants. The fabric was pushed down, the stained underwear following. Yu 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
He straddled Jian Ci’s hips, the heat of their bodies a new kind of electricity. Yu Xi grabbed the hem of his own shirt and yanked it over his head in one smooth motion, his hair tie coming loose. Dark, shoulder-length hair spilled down, a curtain that Jian Ci immediately fisted his hands in, pulling Yu Xi down for a searing kiss.
Jian Ci’s lips were hot and demanding, his tongue sweeping into Yu Xi’s mouth with a urgency that bordered on violence. Yu Xi met it, his own kiss just as deep, just as consuming. He could taste the raw, untamed power on Jian Ci’s tongue, a flavor like ozone and lightning. Their powers flared brighter around them, golden and violet tendrils snapping and weaving as their mouths moved together.
Yu Xi broke the kiss, panting, his lips swollen. "Let me... let me get ready for you," he said, his voice rough. He leaned over, his hair brushing Jian Ci’s chest, and yanked open the bedside drawer.
Jian Ci didn’t wait. His hands slid up Yu Xi’s bare sides, making him shiver. He kissed Yu Xi’s shoulder, his collarbone, his sternum, his mouth a brand everywhere it touched. His fingers found Yu Xi’s nipples, pinching and rolling the tight buds until Yu Xi gasped, the condom wrapper fumbling in his hands.
"Ge ge, stop, let me finish," Yu Xi chuckled, the sound breathless and warm. But his fingers were trembling as he finally tore the foil. He took Jian Ci’s cock in hand, the weight of it heavy and perfect, and rolled the latex down its entire length, his thumb swirling over the slick head.
